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RM97. Meet the birth mother
"Oh, Van. It really needs to be taken care of. He can't panic, be surprised, worry, especially if together." Kenandra visits Givan's house, after a day of taking care of Ai in the hospital.
"What the hell is that? I have a wife to take care of, too. Canda was equally pregnant, both need my attention and time. From nelantarin wife to take care of him, yes thousands mending I cunturus aja Canda." Basically, Givan is reluctant to take care of Ai.
"Yes, there must be someone willing." Kenandra sometimes feels sorry, sometimes feels worried about Ai.
"It has to be itself. How is family? He has no family." Givan so imagined how Ai post-cesarean section.
He knew how helpless a woman who had just had a cesarean delivery operation. He experienced it himself, because twice Canda felt cesarean delivery.
"You contact his family, tell him to pick him up here. Why is he here? Just to get himself punished." Kenandra waved her hand at her son who had just come out of one of the doors of Givan's children's house.
"You are, Bang. Lazy me." Givan doesn't want to be in touch with Ai's family anymore.
"Father...." Flowers called to her father gently.
"Hallo, Pretty. What's playing today?" Kenandra immediately welcomed her son.
He felt late to get married, if he saw his son who was still the same age as a Kindergarten child. However, their peers even already have children of high school age.
"Same salary biyung. Abis naji, I'm given two thousand." Flowers show off their teeth.
A small value. But, it can make the child smile broadly.
"Wow, what snack is two thousand?" Kenandra tidied her son's hair.
"Burning sausage, buy the same Key." Flowers pointed to Key's house whose door was half-closed.
"Who else does it matter?" Kenandra admires her daughter who tends to look more like her ex-wife.
His ex-wife is married again, but not to him. Somehow women who how, that will attract his attention.
"Same sister Jasmine. Oh, aye. We were served a lot, given money in the same way...."
"Whose name???!" Givan panicked to hear one of the children in the commission being given money by someone.
"What's up, Pah?" Flowers looked at her father's face.
"What indeed? I don't know, son." Kenandra hugged her child.
"Ma.... What the hell is that?" Flowers remember something.
"God?" asked Givan who was unlucky to be possessed by Flowers.
"Where did ammak meet?" Givan instant fire beard.
"Mom...." Flowers holding his father's shirt. He was afraid to hear Givan's voice rising.
"Where did Jeh find his ammak? His father, I'm surprised, son." Kenandra calmed her daughter.
"In the grilled sausage salesman." His voice was very soft, like he was whispering.
"Oh God...." Givan is in disbelief, with the Princess' presence in his neighborhood.
He reached into his pocket and got his cell phone. Quickly, he called Jasmine's parents in the documents. Nalendra's father, Canda's ex-husband. He and his wife are Jasmine's parents in birth certificates and other complementary documents.
"Mangge, hello." Givan pacing on the porch of his house.
"Yes, Van." Mangge Yusuf receives a phone call from her ex-daughter-in-law. Givan was like a confidant, to take care of all the business his son left behind.
"Mangge, Princess Nemuin Jasmine. The kids say, Jasmine's given money to the Princess." Givan said, because he was in a state of tripping over the sharia case. How he faced the Princess, if he was not free.
"Wow, rowdy." Mangge was panicking.
"Try you call Jasmine, ask her if she'll do anything. Mangge will be there, Van. Mangge again with Ceysa, buy angkringan food," he continued later.
Givan just remembered, if one of his children was invited by his grandfather. "Yes, Mangge. I'm on my way to Jasmine's house." Givan leaves Kenandra and Bunga on the porch of his house.
Givan instantly turned off his phone connection, then plugged his phone into one. A few moments later, he was sitting with the child who had the privilege on his finger. Jasmine's hands, numbering over ten. Same with the total number of toes.
"Dec.... Where were you snacking?" Givan could not hide his panicked face.
The twelve-year-old boy looked at his adoptive father's face. "Many places, Dad. Yesterday, we went to the same shop as Chandra." Children in this age of responsibility point east.
"Not the same flower." Givan made clear the direction of his goal inquiring. He used children to tell stories by themselves, so he just fished.
"Ohh...." Jasmine mangosteen understood.
"In the grilled sausage, in front of Dad's material shop. Back then, there was another car unloading cement." The right answer, because the question is where.
"Says Jasmine is given money huh?" Givan was impatient, waiting for the boy to tell him himself.
"Oh, yes." The boy hit his own lap.
"Dad knows?" The child looks off the net of the father.
Givan shook his head, he was waiting for a story from Jasmine.
"I was given a lot of money as ammak, I said eight pieces, my brothers again gather eight people. Keep on loving, my cheeks are kissed, he said ammak kangen."
Givan tensely listened to the story. "How else?" His eyes were fixed with the gesture of Jasmine's hand that was speaking.
"I told you, if you go to the house. I have a house, in the biyung cottage. Ammak is just a mangosteen, he said ammak was busy, ammak nintuin map a lot, he said ammak again work at the red light there, continue to stop here. Ammak is skinny, Dad. It's big right, but it's small." Jasmine pointed at her already forming chest as big as a salak seed.
Givan recalled what projects were at the nearest red light. Until he remembered, about the toll road project which was located quite close to the nearest red light.
Givan understood that the work did not look at gender. Moreover, the intelligent Princess must have quite a high position.
"Father panic, Deck. I'm afraid you've been taken by Ammak." Givan hugged the boy, then kissed the tip of his head.
In the past he was less friendly to Jasmine, just for the Princess to step down to make him the father of her child. He never wanted to be involved in marriage with the Princess, even though he felt that he was using the Princess for his own sake. However, the Princess was clearly using it. The princess is a loan shark under the guise of a cooperation agreement.
"Ah, time? You always tell me to be the same as Lendra's mange." Jasmine looked at the truth on her father's face. The boy is smart as his mother.
"Well, what do you think? Your greatness, I educate you, I bribe you, I tie your hair, what do you think it is?" Givan was like talking to his friend.
Jasmine understood how her foster father was. He hugged his adoptive father with an amused chuckle. He understood how his adoptive father loved and loved him, only his small memory often reminded him of Givan who often yelled at his biological mother.
"Keep, ammak, are you talking about it?" Givan rubbed his adopted son's head. He still wants to hear the story of Jasmine, first meeting with his biological mother after a long time.
"Generic.....
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